Argyll

Soothing rain pattering on a wooden roof. I sleep well, only to be rudely woken by a crow pecking at the door, ensuring I catch the only bus to Achahoish. The driver is as chatty and cheerful as on every […]

“Ten minutes to stretch your legs.” The bus from Glasgow to Tarbert pauses at charming Inveraray, basking in sunshine on the western shore of Loch Fyne. Several people remain in their seats. I make the most of the sun as

The Isle of Kerrera is only 4.7 square miles. It’s a short walk from Oban to join the queue for the 12-passenger ferry, just squeezing into the second group before a woman appears at the last moment to join her

We’re going on a troll hunt. Waiting for the first bus again, the same joggers pass on the promenade below. Some things change. A large man wearing bright orange overalls stands on the stony shore, screaming and shaking his fists

I normally research cross-country routes, but today I’m a slave to the machine, blindly following a path my OS app has chosen. A well-maintained cycle path winds through the woodland into the Highland Titles Nature Reserve. The lochans are beautiful